Police 101 ~H.S. AU~

~Chapter Ten~

Harry's P.O.V

Talk about a hella awkward walk out to the car, I still can't believe I've just seen with her and Niall. "What the hell were you thinking, Kat?" I ask her and shake my head, unlocking the car. "You're supposed to get answers, not in their pants!" I scold and just look away from her. I couldn't bear looking right at her anymore, what was she thinking?

She stops walking and stares at me. "What the fuck is your problem?! Why do my actions have to be described to you, every single time I do something wrong? What about you?!" Her voice is shallow and loud. I turn and stop walking, looking at her. I narrow my eyes and laugh, sarcastically.

"You're the fucking problem, dammit, can't you see that?!" I yell and dig my hands into my pants. "I'm not the one going around, fucking people on the desks whenever I'm on duty, you are," I growl and shake my head.

"How am I the problem, when you're the one being a complete ass? I didn't do anything!" Katie yells, her voice as angry and as loud as mine. Luckily we were outside the club now. If I'm being honest, we were standing right beside our car, yelling at each other, and in a parking lot outside one of the most expensive clubs.

"Maybe you're the problem because every time you fuck up, I'm the one saving your stupid ass. Need I have to remind you of the Drew incident where you almost lost your job? Or the time you lost all the paperwork for a major case? And now this? You're such a fucking mess, Katherine!" I spat out, not even realising or think through properly what I was saying. I was beyond pissed off, as well as confused. Confused to why I was even feeling this way - why did I care so much? She's nothing to me, just a good friend. Nothing more. Absolutely nothing.

Her face dropped at my comment, her whole expression changed. Maybe I triggered something off inside her, like a switch that has completely defused her. She falls silent, just giving me a glare so sharp, so dirty and so bitter... it was like as though she could kill me within an instant. But at this moment in time? I really don't care about what I was saying.

"You're really low, Harry. Really bloody low. Do you wanna hear some truths then? Instead of blaming me, calling me a fuck up, when really... you don't know shit about me." Katie yelled out after a little while, still looking at me in disgust. She looked like she was livid, but she's not the only one.

"I'm low? That's so funny coming from you. So maybe, I don't know shit. But what I do know, for the whole six years we've known one another I'm the one who has always been saving you. Just remember that. I've had enough, you and your slutty ass are on your own from now on." I hissed, opening the driver's side of the police car and getting inside. My hands grip the wheel tightly, whilst I tried to take deep breaths and calm myself down.

She follows suit, slamming the passenger side open and sliding inside. Her arms folded over her chest, refusing to look at me. I start the car up, now being a good time to head back to the station.

"It's nice to know I've finally seen your true colours, Harry. You were a dick in high school, dick through college... once a dick, always a dick. Guess you're not gonna change anytime soon." She snaps, which only infuriated me more. But I tried to refrain myself from hitting harsh words back - does she not realise what she's doing to me? She's fucking killing me without even knowing it. I don't know why, or how. But she is. Seeing her with that Niall guy just pushed me over the edge, over the limit.

It was a painfully long, slow and awkward drive. The lingering silence between us only made things worse. My blood was still boiling, my heart was aching and my head was confused. Perhaps this is the end for us, maybe that'll be best. There's been a tension between us for a little while now, including the night where Katie rang me to come into work but oh no, I had to be a dick; again. I need to get Katie off my mind, but it's impossible to when I see her everyday. Maybe I could get a transfer, swap partners, yeah. I'm done with having these foreign feelings for Katie - I keep forgetting that Sarah is the one who owns my heart.

After what seemed like forever, we finally got back to the station. I stopped the car, turned off the ignition and just stared out of the window. It was now raining, raining rather heavily. The rain bounced down against the ground, dark clouds filled the sky. The silence remains, neither one of us daring to speak. A large crack of lightening disturbs the deadly silence, Katie finally turns towards me. Her eyes were red, looking as though she was trying her hardest to hold back some tears.

"I just hope to god that one day, you see the light. See the light in the way you realise how much of a twat you are, how much your words hurt. Think before you speak, Harold." She says softly, her voice weak and timid - nothing like it was twenty minutes ago when she was yelling at the top of her lungs.

"Touché, Katherine, touché." Is all I say in response. She is not playing the victim here, she's the one who's hurt me. I refuse to believe otherwise.

With that, she doesn't say another word and simply gets out the car; the rain still pouring. I watch her closely as she heads back inside the station, taking deep breaths to cool off. There's no way I can go in there right now, I need space. This whole argument escalated so quickly and ended out to be really upsetting. Guess I'll just wait here for awhile, watch my life go by as the rain pours down.